Brother After Dark

Chapter Forty-Eight

My phone beeped.

Zach: Baby girl…

Me: Babe…

Zach: I forgot my bag.

Me: Okay, I’ll be out in a minute.

I wiped my tears dry and then I went out of the room. Zach’s bag was in the cabinet. I took it silently and then I went out the door. Zach was leaning against the wall beside the door.

“Hey,” I whispered.

He stared at me for a moment. Then he reached forward and caressed my head gently.

“There are a million things I wanted to say, a dozen things I wanted to do to you,” he whispered.

Tears rolled down my cheeks. “I miss you!”

He smiled at me ruefully. “I miss you, too. And right now, there’s nothing more I want to do than kiss you senseless and drown myself in you.”

“Me too.”

He pushed a lock of stray hair away from my face.

“I’m sorry,” he said.

“It’s not your fault,” I said. “They’re the ones who barged into our getaway.”

He shook his head. “It’s not just that.”

I raised a brow at him.

“I’m sorry, you couldn’t have a normal relationship. I want to punch Damien for being right. You deserve a boyfriend who could be with you, protect you, take care of you.”

“You are with me, and you do take care of me.”

“Even in front of other people,” he added glumly. “You deserve a boyfriend who would happily show your relationship status to the world.”

“Maybe I prefer to keep my relationship private,” I said.

“You don’t deserve to be kept a secret,” he said. “And as long as you’re in a relationship with your brother, that’s what you’ll be. A secret.”

I sighed. “I know it sucks. But I don’t care, Zach. Being with you is more important to me than anything else.”

He smirked. “Yeah, right, anything to make me feel better,” he said scornfully and rolled his eyes.

I frowned at him. “You know it’s true.” I pouted, determined to win the argument.

“You look sexier when you sulk like that,” he teased and winked. “Makes me want to cum inside of you.” He pulled up my chin softly and licked his lips.

A tempting sensation ran through my skin. “You are the best thing that has ever happened to me, best believe it,” I managed to say.

“No matter how you try to put it, this is not right for you. A sweet, beautiful girl like you needs a real man who will show her off to the world as his girlfriend. Not a sissy who’s afraid of what the world will say if he so much hugs her in public.” His voice sounded too stiff for my liking.

I sighed. “We may be constrained now because of our family principles, but that doesn’t make you a coward,” I grinned, trying to encourage him. “On the contrary, you are brave, strong. And you’re very special to me.”

He put on one of his sweetest smiles that always melted my heart and sends a liquid gush between my thighs. “Baby girl, your motivational speech is uplifting, but you are only making things hard for my crotch right now,” he mumbled, a mischievous grin plastered on his face. He fondled my cheeks, tracing faint lines down to my lips. “If I have to destroy the whole world to fuck you right now, right here, I swear, I will do it, baby girl.” His voice was low and sensual. His eyes sparkled with undisguised desires.

The feel of his touch against my skin sent shivers of lust down my spine. My body trembled with the passionate wish to pounce on him at that moment and eat him raw. “Zachary!” I moaned in satisfaction.

“Call me Zach, baby girl, like you always do when I'm inside you,” he commanded gently, stroking my jaw and rubbing my soft lower lip.

“Zaaach! We are not safe here. I ah... I think...” I tried to say but trailed off when his irresistible seduction engulfed me. I could feel fluid trickling down my already weeping pussy.

Oh no! How could I resist this extremely hot prince charming, who was fated to be my adopted brother instead?

“You think what? Say it.” His firm but sweet voice brought me back to reality, his eyes fixated on me intently.

“We should stop, please...” I finally found my voice. “Marie and Jessie are inside. Anyone of them can bump in on us now,” I warned, but deep inside of me, I would kill him if he should even try to leave me here like this, fully turned on but not attended to.

His eyes narrowed and he dropped his hand from my face. I saw the hurt in them. He hesitated for a second or more, looked down at his feet, then back at me. My heart breaks, seeing the dismay on his face. “A’ight then, I will leave you. But...” He paused, put his hands inside his pants’ pockets, and continued. “...if I ever die tonight in my sleep because of not having you by my side, know that you will be responsible for my death.”

I couldn’t help but giggle. “Stop saying that! You can live one night without me.”

He shakes his head. I can see still see the pain in his eyes. I couldn’t help myself from feeling the same way too. Haven’t we already set things in motion and were close to reaching our romantic destination on this trip before our nosy friends and Damien decided to ruin our bliss? How long should we suffer with this secret romance just because we must take into consideration the feelings of the family that didn’t care about us in the first place? My parents may have loved Zach, but he’s not even related them by blood. My parents never cared about me, will they start caring when they found out that I’m involved with Zach?

Was what we were doing incest in the real sense of it? We were not blood-related for crying out loud! Damn!

While I was riveted in my thoughts, Zach gave up on my irresponsiveness and turned back to leave. I panicked. He mustn’t leave while feeling dejected like that. My night would be shattered if I we parted like this… if I didn’t get a goodnight kiss from him. Even though a kiss was just the least of what I wanted so badly from him.

I didn’t think. I just acted on instinct and dashed toward him before he could disappear around the corner. My hands found his arms and I pulled him back. Like a robot, he swirled around sharply, and in a millisecond, he gathered my body against his hard chest and claimed my lips. And we are both lost at the moment. We no longer cared who we were, or who could see us.

We kissed with fiery lust, losing track of our environment. His lovely, wet and delicious tongue assaulted my mouth, his arms groping every core part of my body, and everything he was doing to me placed me on cloud nine. I locked my arms around his neck and pulled him tighter to myself. We moaned and groaned into each other’s mouths. His right hand found its way to my back, then slipped down to my butt, squeezing a cheek. This electrified me, bringing all my nerves to life.

“Ohmigod, Zach!” My exclamation sounded muffled between our wet kisses. He responded by grabbing my right breast with his left hand, fondling it as his hard-on intensified. I felt his rock-solid bulge against my groin. We are both intoxicated in the moment.

The translucent images of our first sex in the shed that night flooded my mind. Jasper’s joke on him. He should have kept his dirty mouth shut rather than spewing garbage that only led to the direct opposite of what he said.

“You’re just jealous, because you can’t have her! Whatever you do, no matter how protective you become… you can’t have your sister.”

How wrong he was! That made me so angry, I decided to give up fighting what I feel for Zach.

He pushed my back against the wall, ruffling my hair as he ran his fingers through it. Then he cupped my butt cheeks and lifted me off my feet. I wrapped my legs around his hips, his bulging hard cock pressed against my weeping center. I searched the outlines of his biceps underneath his shirt, wishing to strip him, and touch the hard muscles underneath his smooth skin. I could never get tired of him even in a million years.

Time stood still for us as we made out in the corridor. All sense of decency evaporated into thin air. I wished we could just disappear from this world, where people, even the ones we love would condemn us for our love. I didn’t want this moment to stop.

I lost track of how long we stood there making out, but it felt like an eternity. Our audible moans filled the air. Couldn’t we just return to the shed and shut the world out completely?

“Oh, baby girl...” Zach mumbled, sucked my tongue, bit my lip and then licked the sides of my neck, arousing me even more. He sucked my skin like he always did whenever we made love. I held on to him as if my life depended on him.

Yes! I want him to mark me. Show the world I’m his.

We lingered on the corridor, lost in our embrace for maybe ten more minutes, but to me, it felt like an eternity. I didn’t care anymore. I forgot that my friends were waiting for me, maybe wondering now where the heck I was.

We later summoned the willpower to break the kiss and catch a breather. Our foreheads glued together, panting from the intense kissing session. He held my waist possessively, afraid to let go. We mustn’t let go because we were meant to be.

“I love you, baby girl,” he whispered faintly. I parted my lips to tell him that I loved him, too. But no word came out. Happiness overpowered me. I felt helplessly joyful, exhilarated, floating on top of the world. What more could I ask for?

Damien and Marie may be right. I deserved a boyfriend who is happy to be around me. Someone who puts my interest first before his own, who showers me with unconditional love and just melts my body and soul in bed.

What they failed to understand was that my mysterious boyfriend was giving me more than these. Zach was my hero. He was there for me any time and every time that I wanted him and needed him. He was mine and nobody else’s.

A girl who has such a boyfriend is complete. That was how I felt that moment, like a queen swept off her feet by her king. Zach, big brother or not, would forever be my king.

The sounds of thunder at night could not scare me anymore now that I have him by my side.

“I’m here, baby girl, I'm not going anywhere ever again!” His electrifying voice of seduction and emotions rang back in my ears. Looking straight into his eyes, I could hear him muttering the same promise over and over again.

I knew that we have troubles – a mountain of troubles ahead of us in this dangerous journey. But right now, here in Zach’s arms, I don’t care. We could get through this. As long as we were together.

His deep blue eyes stared at me with unspoken expectations. He just told me he loved me! I have to say it back. I want to. But my heart was going wild, I couldn’t find my voice.

I sighed deeply and opened my mouth to say the words he longed to hear.

“What the fuck!?”

We froze, hearing that familiar voice.

Zach looked up sharply and stared at the figure behind me. I wished the grounds would open and eat us right at that instant.

The gang consisting of Damien, Kenzo, Marie, and Jessie stood a short distance away from me and Zach, shock written all over their faces.

Time stood still. How long have they been standing there? How much have they seen?